War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 434 Returning to the Front
Hanging far behind the stretcher soldier and walking all the way, Wei Ran inexplicably felt a lot more relaxed.Although there is a risk of being hit by stray bullets here at any time, it is actually far less busy than the operating room. Even those wounded who may die at any time probably don't care at all whether the medical soldiers who helped them save their lives have saved them. black.

On the other hand, along the way, the Japanese army corpses that were either crushed by tanks or burnt and exuded the smell of meat along the way also made him feel extraordinarily comfortable.

Too bad I don't have a camera
Wei Ran bent down and picked up a Japanese-style command knife that was crushed into two sections by a tank from a pile of meat paste, looked at it, muttered a pity, and poked the broken knife in his hand into a section of the charred corpse On his body, he picked up an M1 carbine from not far away, and then he accelerated his pace and continued to chase after the two stretcher soldiers.

Gradually, there were more soldiers around who were carefully searching the collapsed bunker, and there were also several tanks and even fire-breathing tanks that kept firing at close range to suppress, as well as machine gunners who fired wildly.Of course, there are also soldiers waiting for the opportunity with flamethrowers.

Wei Ran was particularly envious of these terrifying flame-breathing soldiers with a high death rate but high lethality.What they have to do is just wait for the surrounding teammates to throw some grenades into the bunker, and then take advantage of the firepower of their weapons to suppress them, set up the M2 flamethrower in their hands as quickly as possible, and look at the time It is enough for the machine to pull the trigger and prepare to deal with the strong recoil.

In addition to dealing with the intricate bunker ruins and trenches, Voldemort lying on the ground disguised as a corpse waiting to violently injure people is also the main target of the fire-breathing soldiers, and this is why along the way, charred corpses are everywhere. s reason.

Of course, even with such caution, the dangers faced by these fire-breathing soldiers with amazing lethality are equally great. They are almost the priority targets of all snipers, machine gunners, and even artillery mortar grenades, so that the surrounding Everyone subconsciously keeps a distance from them.

Reaching out his hand to touch the helmet net cover, and making sure that the rag used to cover the Red Cross is still there, Wei Ran secretly heaved a sigh of relief.If those fire-breathing soldiers were the first target of the little devil, he was undoubtedly the second target as a medical soldier, and this was why he picked up a carbine and held it in his hand. It was nothing more than not wanting to attract attention.

Randomly found a small number of people, and there was no squad equipped with fire-breathing soldiers. Wei Ran just patted the helmet on the top of his head, and the eyes of the rest of them lit up. Ran squeezed to the end of the squad.

Everyone is not stupid, so they naturally know what Wei Ran's action just now means, and even if they can't see it, they can guess his identity through the two medical kits on his waist.

There is a medical soldier who is willing to act together, which is a good thing for almost all frontline teams to wake up from their dreams.

"I know you, you are the veterinarian Victor, right?" While speaking, a soldier pulled out an M1 carbine magazine from the belt of his helmet and handed it to Wei Ran.

"Am I so famous now?" Wei Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and took the magazine from the opponent's hand.

"Yesterday, you helped cut off the sole of one of our teammates." The soldier smiled, turned his back to Wei Ran while searching and said, "My name is Bruce, thank you for not cutting off his thigh as well. "

"You're welcome, I don't have any impression of your teammates anymore." Wei Ran replied with a little embarrassment.

"Da da da!"

Before the soldier named Bruce had time to respond to Wei Ran, another soldier beside him had already raised his Thompson submachine gun and started shooting at a suddenly opened hole in front of him.And several other team members immediately raised their guns and fired, or grabbed the grenade batch from their chests and smashed them over their heads.

With such ferocious firepower suppressed by local tyrants, the recruiter who had just pulled his gun out of the hole only had time to fire a bullet, and then fell back with a gun and two grenades.

After two consecutive dull explosions, the soldier named Bruce rushed over first, put the barrel into the hole, but hid his body far away and started to pull the trigger. At the same time, the other hand had already pulled out a gun Magazines are ready.

After such a short period of time, the rest of the soldiers had gathered around one after another, threw one grenade after another into it as if hitting a well, and at the same time that Bruce emptied a magazine, they turned around and ran away tacitly.

"boom--!"

After several dull explosions that were almost continuous, the hole that was only a circle bigger than the washbasin happily sprayed out an ever-growing black smoke ring.

It's not over yet, a fire-breathing soldier who doesn't know where he came from has not waited for the smoke ring to dissipate, he has already manipulated the flamethrower four or five meters away, and sent the hot fire snake into the fire snake accurately. hole.

For a while, there were clear screams and cries from the hole, and then, billowing black smoke billowed from a trench not far away, and then several barbecue ingredients burst out with fire all over their bodies.

"boom!"

Wei Ran subconsciously raised his gun and fired a bullet, which easily hit the chest of the nuke soldier running in front.

"Victor, don't waste bullets!" Bruce yelled and reminded, "As long as they don't charge at you, don't shoot."

"why?"

Wei Ran glanced at the fire-breathing soldier who was already hiding, and then at the American soldiers who were looking around vigilantly, and then asked in confusion.

"Once their companions couldn't resist helping them end their lives, we knew where they were hiding."

Of course, Bruce pointed to the nuclear recruiters who were still rolling on the ground trying to put out the fire stuck to their bodies. "Although their screams are very uncomfortable, those rats suffered more than us after hearing it."

Before he finished speaking, there were several crisp gunshots from the dense forest not far away, and then the fire mice fell to the ground one after another and remained silent.

And those few gunshots that exposed the location were like a signal. For a while, at least half of the surrounding teams raised their weapons and began to move towards the location where the gunshots sounded while suppressing them.As for the remaining half, they hid their bodies and aimed their guns more vigilantly at the intricate terrain around them, guarding against enemies emerging from everywhere.Even the two tanks aimed their turrets in the direction where everyone fired.

However, even so, less than two minutes after the sudden firefight started, Wei Ran heard voices calling for medical soldiers to assist more than once.

Passing an apologetic look to Bruce, Wei Ran rushed towards the nearest wounded.

From the cheek to the back of the ear, the wounded had a bloody gash torn out by the bullet, so that his back molars could be clearly seen from the outside, and even the right ear was torn from the middle by the bullet into two halves.

Looking around, Wei Ran pointed to a bunker that was smoking not far away and said, "Move him over there."

Hearing this, the teammate of the wounded immediately supported him and quickly moved him to the position designated by Wei Ran.

"I'll try to sew your ears shut"

Wei Ran, who was determined to get rid of his veterinary name, didn't care whether the wounded man heard it or not, he stretched out his hand to put morphine on the wounded man, and then began to prepare the instruments for suturing.And the teammate of the wounded also stared vigilantly at the environment around the bunker with a gun in hand.

However, when Wei Ran had just cleaned up the wound on the wounded man's face and was about to sew it up, a bullet flew past the edge of his helmet, accidentally hitting a soldier's left rib !

"Sniper!" Another soldier shouted when he saw this, and subconsciously stood in front of Wei Ran.

"Hide away!"

Wei Ran didn't care to stand up at all, grabbed the wounded man with the wound on his face with one hand, and the soldier who had just been shot with the other hand. With the help of the rest of the soldiers, he scrambled around the round bunker and changed the angle.

"Who else is injured?" Wei Ran asked loudly.

"It's okay! We're all okay!" The rest of the soldiers responded with fear on their faces.

"Find a way to get the people around to help deal with that sniper, and then let the stretcher soldier come over." Before he finished speaking, Wei Ran refocused on the soldier who was crying and twitching after being shot for himself.

Roughly tearing off the clothes at the wound, his heart sank when he saw the long and narrow wound at the other side's ribs that looked like a child's mouth.

Silently, Wei Ran gave the opponent a shot of morphine, but Wei Ran's heart sank to the bottom. In fact, just looking at the location of the injury, he knew that the bullet just rolled into the opponent's body with a high probability Yes, but more importantly, that bullet has most likely hit the opponent's liver.

Compared to the fairly tough skin, the delicate and delicate liver has probably been completely ruptured into a pile of rotten meat under the cavity effect of the bullet.

Unable to wait for the full effect of the morphine, let alone pay attention to the wounded man with a suture needle stuck in his face, Wei Ran took a scalpel and opened the abdominal cavity of the soldier beside him as quickly as possible, and then I saw internal organs smashed by bullets.

"Can I survive?" Seeing that Wei Ran had stopped, the soldier obviously guessed the result.

"Do you have any wish?" Wei Ran asked while helping the other party to sew up the wound he had just opened.

The soldier looked at his companions around him, then raised his head with difficulty to look at the sky where the planes were constantly circling, and said intermittently, "Help me. Light a cigarette."

Hearing this, Wei Ran nodded, stopped the sewing work in his hands, reached out and took off the pack of cigarettes from the helmet, took out one from the middle, lit it in his mouth, and stuffed it into the mouth of this soldier whose name he didn't even know .

Before he could resume the stitching work that had just been interrupted, Pastor Tom and Randy carried a stretcher, completely ignoring the unsolved sniper, and rushed over from a distance.

　later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)